Zhuo qianyun did not expect that Kong Ziyin would appear in front of her again.
Kong Ziyin, who was dressed in a famous high-end dress, looked elegant and elegant, like a lady. On her delicate face, there was a winner's smile.
"Zhuo qianyun, I've met again. I thought you were going to fight a lawsuit with Wen Ming. But before the lawsuit started, you gave up custody. Why, do you want to get more benefits by giving up custody?" Zhuo qianyun stands in front of the snack stand and looks at Zhuo qianyun mockingly, as if he is looking at a loser.
Zhuo qianyun slowly raised her eyes, "are you here just to say this to me?"
"Of course, I want to tell you that Wen Ming and I will get married in these three months. After three months, when you give Wen Ming your children, I will treat them well." Kong Ziyin deliberately strengthened the word "Hao Hao", but the threat in it can be heard.
Zhuo qianyun squints her eyes and stares at each other coldly.
Kong Ziyin said with a smile, "although at the beginning, you caused me to miscarry, after all, that child is Wen Ming's child, and I'm not so vengeful. Naturally, I will treat my child well and train him to become a useful person."
Although she said that, her eyes were not the same thing at all.
Zhuo qianyun stares at Kong Ziyin and says, "Kong Ziyin, you and I know exactly what happened at the beginning. You can harm me because ye Wenming doesn't care about me, but do you think you can harm Xiaoyan? He is Ye Wenming's own flesh and blood. Can ye Wenming tolerate your attack on Xiaoyan? Do you really think he's going to be that stupid? "
Kong Ziyin's face was stiff. For a moment, she didn't know how to refute.
"Believe it or not, if one day Xiaoyan will be hurt by you, will ye Wenming not want you or his flesh and blood?" Zhuo qianyun continued.
"You -" Kong Ziyin said bitterly, "Zhuo qianyun, your son is just disabled. Do you think ye Wenming will cherish a disabled son?"?! Even if I can't give birth to a child, so what? I can go to those surrogate mothers and ask them to give birth to a child for Wen Ming, and then I will raise it! Your disabled son is just a burden to the Ye family
The word "disability" stings Zhuo qianyun's heart. At the beginning, if she had not been framed by Kong Ziyin, she would have had a fever in prison. She could only take cold medicine to relieve her fever, but that medicine was not for pregnant women at all.
But at that time, she had no choice. If she continued to have a fever, she might lose her child directly.
She had no choice but to take some cold medicine. Even the inmates in the same cell pitied her and gave it to her.
If there was no fever, no medicine, then Xiaoyan's hearing may not be damaged, he will be a healthy child!
"You regard this disabled son as a treasure. Do you think Wen Ming will be rare? Wen Ming is fighting with you for his son, but he doesn't want a child of his blood to be raised by a woman like you. When Wen Ming has another son in the future, your disabled son, go away. "
Kong Ziyin's vicious voice continued.
Zhuo qianyun raised her hand and slapped each other in the face. "Kong Ziyin, if you dare to say that about my son again, I will work hard with you!"
Zhuo qianyun glaring at each other, the whole person is a kind of state.
Kong Ziyin couldn't believe that she covered one side of her cheek. "You... You dare to hit me?"
"Why can't I hit you? You're lucky that I didn't cut you with a knife. " Zhuo qianyun said coldly, "or do you really want to try the taste of being chopped?"